Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Time for Gardening
It's time to bend and stretch and haul.
All tools will be sharpened and used, including hubby's big tractor.
The big broken branches will be carried to the burn pile that never gets burned, and the small branches will be mulched.
We planted a dozen blueberry bushes last year. They might bloom and produce this year if I fertilize them in time and mulch carefully to prevent weed invasion and root choking. The pear tree is in bloom, and its companions will follow soon.
The soil is sandy, leached by the constant rains. It will need heaps of composted matter to be added and tilled in. Worms will come to my aid and the first ray of sunshine will welcome my soiled hands as I dig carefully to position those pea seeds and fava seeds deep down. By June, I will harvest the peas and favas and follow with squash and cucumbers.
I'm still learning after seven years in the northwest marine climate how to coax growth when temperatures do not get above 60's in the middle of what everyone calls summer.
Yet, in the middle of December, when I pull out a frozen bag of favas from the freezer, peel their outer husk and add them to my slowly sauteed onions, those cool days of summer return in their splendor, in the buttery taste of those favas, a taste so flavorful and soulfull, I'm transported to my childhood days, and an Easter meal Mother would prepare.
It's time to plant and grow. Time for renewal and celebrations.